A Garden in Wales

Peas are better than pigs.

Peas are better than pigs.

I thought I would love our pigs but… I kinda don’t.

I thought I would love our pigs but… I kinda don’t.

Last week we created this little cutting patch for my stepdaughter in a corner of the vegetable garden. Using coppiced hazel as supports, sweetpeas will grow over the teepees and cosmos ‘Purity’ up through the twined poles, with gladioli and other cut flowers to be added in the coming weeks. Wanting her garden to also be edible, she has sown a row of marigolds, nasturtiums and calendula on the edge of the bed. As a result the garden is, of course, far superior to her brother’s melon house in the quadrant opposite hers…

Last week we created this little cutting patch for my stepdaughter in a corner of the vegetable garden. Using coppiced hazel as supports, sweetpeas will grow over the teepees and cosmos ‘Purity’ up through the twined poles, with gladioli and other cut flowers to be added in the coming weeks. Wanting her garden to also be edible, she has sown a row of marigolds, nasturtiums and calendula on the edge of the bed. As a result the garden is, of course, far superior to her brother’s melon house in the quadrant opposite hers…

An early bird in the asparagus beds. 

An early bird in the asparagus beds. 

The peonies in the walled garden are visibly taller with each day that passes.

We had a baby hedgehog appear in the asparagus beds last week. Something was wrong with it, so our resident lover of all creatures put it in a cardboard box in the melon house to recover, where it only cried on every out breath, and then drove it to the hedgehog rescue centre. Sadly it died in the night of a chest infection, but creature-lovers, hedgehog rescue centres and the discovery of things like this in the greenhouse warm my heart. For future hedgehog rescues.

We had a baby hedgehog appear in the asparagus beds last week. Something was wrong with it, so our resident lover of all creatures put it in a cardboard box in the melon house to recover, where it only cried on every out breath, and then drove it to the hedgehog rescue centre. Sadly it died in the night of a chest infection, but creature-lovers, hedgehog rescue centres and the discovery of things like this in the greenhouse warm my heart. For future hedgehog rescues.